Even Bananas Know The Truth

The other day when D’Prince of Mavin Records was asked for the inspiration behind his ‘take banana’ song and what banana meant, he told us that he had a friend who really liked banana – the fruit. He said she always made him buy her lots of it so it inspired him to write the song. Between us, we know that’s not the truth, not even close to the truth. If he had a friend who actually liked banana which inspired the song, we already know it’s not the fruity banana, it’s the other one *winks*

Before Dagrin died, he was interviewed about his Kondo/Condo song, where he got his inspiration and what condo/kondo meant. He told us that condo/kondo meant condition and successfully centered his explanation on the condition of living, bla bla but again we know that the truth was so far away, the truth was abroad in fact.

I’m quite sure (emphasis on quite) that if Tekno is asked about the cassava in his Pana song, he’d probably tell us it means love or something but just like the others, we know that’s going to be another big fat obvious lie.

This banana ain't smiling

What is it about these things that the truth can’t be told? If telling the truth is so difficult, why not you go for something defendable or damn the consequences and explain the real reason behind your inspiration. Oh, I remember we try to be so diplomatic that we decide not to say things as it is but it doesn’t mean we should say things as they’re not. You know how you don’t want to say the truth or lie either, yeah, like that, you just have to strike a balance.

How about telling us that banana is whatever we want it to be, so we can call it money, goals, whatever - balance achieved. Everybody is happy, rather than telling an obvious lie because to be very honest; even bananas know the truth, yeah, banana told me.

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